Ankyra Sound pain and suffering as they stumble

lmfao

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her eyes filled with the coyness of a boudoir champion — his own trailed the woman warily as she slid her pelt alongside his, but did not stir from his position upon the stone. lasher's flesh prickled faintly beneath his coat but he gave the sylph a vaguely encouraging smirk before she dipped her muzzle.

aroused though he was by the seawitch's dedication to their uproarious game, taltos nevertheless fought the shying of his flank from the ice of her nostrils, but no sly lick of tongue came to please — he instead jerked in shock as her teeth scraped across the skin of his heel.

wench! taltos called breathlessly, rather amused, before he whirled to give chase along the strand after the devious cur.